ALTERNATE: No Risk No Reward

[Trillian]

Lazarus didn’t immediately grab the blonde youth to him, wanting to see what his reaction would be to the ex boyfriend performing a sexual task on another right in front of him. He came around slowly, his gaze drifting from Lazarus’ face to his lap. His smile grew as Ben frowned while watching. Lazarus places his hand at the back of Jake’s head and forced a faster rhythm out of him. He didn’t need to breathe.

Ben felt a surge of guilt watching Jake blow the blonde ancient. It was his fault they were in this position. If he’d been adult about seeing Jake kissing someone else he could’ve just walked to the bar or something instead of blindly running out the door.

Lazarus pulled Jake off him by the hair and looked from one to the other. “It’s too cramped in here. You’re coming with me back to my place. It isn’t far from here.”

He looked challengingly at Jake. If there was any opposition, it would come from this one.

[Black Philip]

Jake couldn't help but feel weak in the ancient's presence and he looked at Ben with a degree of awkwardness and shame. Ben had always seen Jake as the most powerful and important vampire in the room, and he was being made into a pile of puddy on the ground. He stood slowly, and made sure to avoid looking directly at Ben. The challenging look made him even more uneasy. Considering what had just been going on, he didn't feel like he had the power of a challenge. Did he even want to challenge? He knew he needed to reply.

"Okay," he said, turning to grab Ben's hand and move him out of the strange back area. He'd follow Lazarus to his apartment, and hoped Ben was okay with this and wanted it.

[Trillian]

Lazarus purred his delight and followed the two pretty things out of the club, but then led the way down the street.

Ben, when his hand was taken, squeezed lightly. He was glad that Jake was willing to be entertained by him, if only for a night and just as a tag along. It would be different tonight... He'd noticed that Jake had wanted the attention from Lazarus rather than let Ben have it. He interpreted that as a display of power; that Jake was more worthy or able to please. He wasn’t going to begrudge Jake that.

He was feeling lightheaded after the drink, though neither of them had drunk from him too deeply. He supposed that might change with whatever sex was going to happen at Lazarus' place. He would go along with it, not be so troublesome, be more agreeable and willing to please. Maybe Jake would extend his time with Ben a bit longer, after the threesome, maybe they could have something physical if no longer meaningful.

Maybe. It was a lot of maybes though.

The house they were led to was an old historic manor, one that was tall and skinny and stately and formal and nothing like the lanky and sexy blonde vampire that led them past the gate and up the path. The mailbox said 'Miller' on it and Ben thought that maybe the person called Miller who lived here had either left in a hurry or met an untimely end.

Through the front door, up the narrow stairs, into a very large bedroom with a king sized bed dominating the room. Crumpled bedsheets and a bedspread in the floor showed it had already been slept in. Lazarus stripped out of his shirt and tossed it towards the chair, missing it and so the material landed in a puddle on the floor.

“Please me,” he stated.

Ben was unsure whether Lazarus wanted a show or for them to touch him. He dropped Jake's hand to go to the blonde, intending on kneeling before him like Jake had done earlier tonight.

[Black Philip]

Jake followed Lazarus to his apartment, conversation thankfully not being encouraged. He had no idea what he would say to Ben...

Hi. You left me at the proverbial alter.
He has a nice dick right?
You tasted great today!
Sooooo, get fed from here often?

... or to Lazarus...

I don't normally do this kind of thing.
He's a commitaphobe.
Nice hair!
If you're so old why can't I sense you?

Each line seemed more and more ridiculous, and he was pleased to find out they'd arrived. Jake liked the look of the place, but it didn't feel like it matched the owner. There was something fashion model about Lazarus, and this place seemed too old to convey those tastes. Then again, he was a punk boy in the streets, Hemingway in the sheets, so who was he to judge? Jake didn't pay much attention to the interior, his eyes focusing on Lazarus. He rubbed Ben's hand in a familiar way, a small gesture he would recognize when Jake was trying to be tender. He finally couldn't help it anymore and locked eyes with him. He felt happy to look at Ben, and defied Lazarus for a moment and gave Ben a kiss all his own.

Then the human assumed the position and Jake had an idea. He joined Ben on his knees, and thought it would be hot if they worked Lazarus over together. Was it bonding? Sharing? He would move away if it was clear Ben wanted his own turn on the blonde ancient, but he felt like this was better somehow. Strangely, it felt safer.

[Trillian]

The kiss had been

desired

shocking in its suddenness but Ben couldn’t help but respond. As quickly as it had begun it was over and then Lazarus was staring, his eyes boring into him. What else could Ben do but go to his knees before him. His back prickled like he could feel Jake's gaze on him. As his hands worked the button and fly of Lazarus' jeans, Jake knelt beside him.

He couldn’t help but stare, frozen in his movement, trying to decipher what Jake was thinking, what he wanted. He picked up the sense that they were to work on Lazarus together, and the other vampire would no doubt get a kick out of that, but there was something intense about doing the same task together, too. Like it was just them and Lazarus was some random they'd both picked up to heat up their playtime. Like things hadn’t soured between them and like Ben had never left.

“Go on,”Lazarus said impatiently, thrusting his hips forward to get them moving. They could have their slow motion run through the proverbial field after he fucked them both into a frenzy, no way were they cheating him out of his pleasure time.

Ben, at the urging, pulled Lazarus' erection out of his jeans and stroked him with his hand, the member between him and Jake, while holding eye contact with the darker vampire, Ben started licking it up and down his side.

[Black Philip]

Jake matched Ben's technique at first taking the opposite side of Lazarus's cock and licking it up and down. He made sure to give the older vampire his eyes, because submission was all about looking the more dominant person in the face. He expected Lazarus would expect it, and after braving to kiss Ben without instruction he didn't want to anger the other vampire more. He wasn't sure if he was allowed to please Ben as well. It hadn't been forbidden, but Lazarus had instructed that he should be the one pleased. Jake took a free hand and slid it down Ben's backside finding the crack of his bum and sliding further down towards the edge of his hole. His pants were in the way to properly gain access, but it would be enough to at least tease the human.

Jake felt himself harden at all the action taking place, and doubled his efforts on Lazarus. As they shared their work near the tip, their lips touched lightly and their tongues danced with one another as they danced along the rod they meant to please. It was like making out with an obstruction in the way. He savored the small amounts of Ben he was getting mixed in with Lazarus, but made sure not to let Lazarus know he was feeling that. Jake studied the blonde's pretty face, and found for every bit of beauty it held, there was an equal amount of cruelty behind the eyes. It was strangely hot.

Jake decided to be bold, and to test what amount of control Lazarus would let him have. He stopped sucking and removed his hand from Ben's backside, sliding up closer to the blonde ancient.

"Fuck me," he said, placing his hands on Lazarus's thighs. "Fuck me, while I fuck him," he added, obviously meaning Ben.

[Trillian]

Ben jumped like he'd been zapped when Jake touched him, a soft grunt of desire escaping his lips as he forgot to ten to Lazarus. The tall blonde looked down on the pair, smirking, until the dark-haired vampire made his request.

He considered it, but didn't like the idea of missing out on the human he'd intended on playing with. He wasn’t stupid, he knew that the other vampire wanted to keep his mortal prize for himself, which made Lazarus all the more keen to try him out. Really, the only difference between the young bodies he fucked was the look on their faces and the sounds that they made. This blonde pretty thing was noisy enough (and contradicted enough) to pique his interest.

“You get him ready and we'll take turns to start with, hmm?”

Ben rose from his knees and looked from Lazarus to Jake to the bed. He didn’t fancy being tag teamed but didn’t know how to refuse. Saying no to someone so powerful seemed foolhardy, and Lazarus was his ticket to immortality, once he found someone else to sire him.

He caught Jake's eye, shrugged and nodded. He would go through with it. He'd consented to this earlier tonight. If Jake prepped him, it shouldn’t hurt. He had an idea that maybe Lazarus would be a bit more selfish, a bit less likely to take his time. He appreciated the attempt Jake made to keep him isolated, but he'd figured it wouldn’t work.

“We'll have time to do it that way, too, right?” Ben prompted, wanting to have Jake for himself for a while, even if he would be in the middle.

“Ooh, he's a nice surprise when he gets started,” Lazarus cooed, his hand stroking himself as he watched the pair make silent eyes at one another.

[Black Philip]

Jake grumbled at being refused. It had only been partially to protect Ben, the other part being horny greed. He wanted it all, and based on the personality of the ancient, and of Ben, Jake felt comfy at the idea of being between the two men. Still, he liked that Ben advocated for things to go there eventually, and smiled at the mortal's nod and shrug. Whatever was going to happen after this encounter, Jake felt like some distance was closing between the two of them, and it was with that spirit that he guided Ben to the bed, and laid him on his back.

Jake requested lube from Lazarus, sure that the place would have some. Once he had the needed supplies, he'd slip two wet fingers inside the mortal. God this all felt so good, this experience denied to him for the length of Ben's absence. He felt Ben's walls resist him at first, but slowly give way to the back and forth pulsating of his digits. He searched and found the prostate, and gingerly massaged it with the tip of his finger.

Jake was fully hard now, and wanted to move forward and start fucking, but since Lazarus had made it clear they were to take turns, he assumed he'd want the first go. He looked at Ben with a mix of regret and lust, before turning to Lazarus.

"You want the first pass, or can I further open him up for you?"

Jake made it seem like fucking Ben was doing Lazarus a favor, and hoped the ancient was gullible enough to believe it. 

[Trillian]

Ben lay back, relieved and trusting. Jake might be sour about how things had ended up but he knew the other would never hurt him (unless he begged him to). Once Jake's fingers were inside him, it was like he’d never left, Ben's body immediately tuning itself to his moves. At the question, he hoped the ancient would allow Jake first go.

Lazarus considered it, then gestured for Jake to continue.

“You go ahead, love. Show me what you like to do with him. I’ll watch for a couple of minutes,” Lazarus declared grandly, letting Jake know how long he was allowed to have Ben for.

[Black Philip]

Jake didn't need any more permission than that. He turned to face Ben, and with more joy than he should've been feeling, slid inside. It was odd to think of the inside of Ben as a familiar place, but it truly felt that way. The warm, inviting confines conformed to his rod with ease, and within a few seconds a familiar rhythm took hold. He leaned down to kiss Ben as they fucked, his pace not quite merciless, but without the normal slow build up Ben would expect. Lazarus had made it clear Jake only had a few minutes, and he planned to give Ben as much of himself as he could in that short time. He gripped Ben's hands and drug them above his head, using his own to keep Ben in place. All in all, it was wonderful.

He decided he wanted Lazarus to see some of Ben's skills, and so when he felt he'd given as much in missionary as he wanted, he pulled Ben up on top of him, and in a commanding tone instructed Ben, "ride me." He turned to Lazarus with a wicked grin. It was an action he hoped the ancient would approve off. Jake threw his arms behind his head, as he waited for Ben to work his magic. He would look so good, naked and writhing on top of Jake. If Lazarus liked a show, he was sure Ben would give him one. 

[Trillian]

Ben grit his teeth initially as Jake thrust into him the first few times but once their mouths connected he was hungry for the kisses that Jake bestowed him. It was like they were together again, by themselves, and Ben clung with his thighs because he couldn't use his hands. He made a sound of surprise when Jake rolled him on top and there was a brief moment of hesitation before he took over, leaning forward and pushing himself upward before plunging downward, impaling himself on Jake before he changed and rolled his hips into a slightly different position before plunging up and down again, the angle a little more intense this time, enough to bring about his usual grunts, gasps and sighs.

Lazarus watched with sparkling interest and fully stripped before crawling into the bed above them and arranging pillows so he could sit comfortably with his back to the headboard. He watched for longer than a couple of minutes because the shift of position had intrigued him and he liked how keen the mortal was for his ex-lover. Time to challenge that.

"My turn," he said, stroking himself and making eye contact with Ben. Ben slowed atop Jake until he was sitting on him, panting hard and staring at Lazarus and then at his dick. His stare made it back to Jake's face.

Sorry

The thought was clear but only available to be heard if Jake was focussed and listening. Ben was a mere mortal and couldn't project, but he'd always been easy enough to hear.

He dismounted Jake and crawled over to Lazarus, not wanting to look back to see Jake being left behind, feeling like he had when he'd done something naughty as a little kid. When he got very close, Lazarus removed his hand and reached out for Ben, turning him around so he was facing outward and positioning him onto his engorged cock. He slid easily into Ben, warm and ready to take him on but still tight enough to enjoy the compression around him. Lazarus murmured his pleasure and put his hands on Ben's waist, but wanted the youth to do the work as he'd done with his ex-partner.

"Go on," Lazarus urged, and Ben - unable to look at Jake while in the middle of sex with another - looked to the side as he pressed against Lazarus' chest and got his feet braced on the bed so he could half-crouch up and down Lazarus' dick. This was a trickier position and he had to go slower, which was no doubt what Lazarus wanted. He could hear the blonde whispering affirmations in his ear and nuzzle into his neck, and he knew the bite was coming even though he'd already been drunk from twice tonight, and when it came, Ben's movements became more needy and erratic, until Lazarus was mostly driving him up and down by holding him around his torso.

[Black Philip]

Jake watched the scene in front of him, and despite trying hard not to give a damn who fucked Ben, he found himself getting jealous. He wasn't sure if it was as simple as another penis was where his was meant to be. He felt he was beyond judging sex as a staple of a healthy relationship. No, it was something about Lazarus being inside Ben that drew his ire. Did he fear Ben would enjoy the ancient more, that a vampire as young as Jake had nothing to offer compared to the Oligarch? Possibly; but it still felt like something was missing. He tried not to focus on it as he saw Ben slowly ride up and down the other man's cock.

He made sure to act like this was a pleasant sight. He didn't want to kill the mood, and besides, picking a fight now meant no more Ben later. If he had to share, so be it. Some Ben was better than no Ben, however pathetic it made him feel. He moved to Ben's backside at about the moment Lazarus moved to take his bite. Jake couldn't be sure, but it felt like Lazarus was challenging him somehow, daring him. He knew he couldn't do nothing, and so he placed his own rod near the action. As Lazarus drunk from Ben, Jake considered that Lazarus and he had already taken blood from Ben at Risk. He'd even bled some of it right onto his shirt collar.

"Maybe we should let him recover a bit, get some food and water," Jake suggested. "It means we can feed more later."

He tried to make it sound like nothing but a helpful suggestion. After all, it's not like he could make Lazarus do anything.

[Trillian]

Lazarus glared at the other vampire, not liking the suggestion because it sounded like a pause to their fun. He didn't want to delay anything. He couldn't tell if the mortal was getting a little too drowsy though - it wouldn't be fun fucking a ragdoll - so he closed off the wounds and picked Ben up by the waist, lifting him up and off his cock and then shoving him to the side. He watched the blonde land on his side on the bed, but he was obviously conscious enough to roll onto his back and look around at what was going on. He wasn't so far gone, then, if he was wanting to know who was fucking him next.

"Your turn again, love, and we'll do it the way you suggested," Lazarus said, reaching for the bedside drawer where there was a bottle of lube handy. He would let the dark-haired vampire take over, using his ex-lover once again while being pierced from behind by Lazarus' pole. it was only fitting that Lazarus would be driving them both - he'd been in the driver's seat all the way through tonight. He liked that neither of the two ex-lovers were 100% convinced that the threesome was the right way to go, but that both of them were going along with it.

Ben, a little dazed and feeling sore from the way both vampires had done him hard, heard the order Lazarus gave and knew that Jake was on the path to finishing with him. Ben shifted into a better position though his moves were more lethargic than usual. After being bitten three times, he'd lost his stamina though not his eagerness. He wanted to show Jake how much he wanted him, how much he needed him.

"Miss you," he whispered, which was stupid, because he'd been the one to walk away.

[Black Philip]

Jake assumed the position, and added spit to reactivate the water based lube they'd been using. It was a handy trick, and at least to Jake was kind of hot. Maintaining eye contact with Ben, he slid in comfortably. The two vampires had opened Ben up nicely, allowing for easier entry this time around. He waited for Lazarus to slide inside him, happy to see that he was putting on lube. He'd wait until the older vampire was inside him, and decided that while he could fight to dictate the pace, that he wanted Lazarus to drive them both. He now had pleasure at both ends, and Ben would likely guess this was Jake's favorite place to be. He heard Ben's admission, and his face went back and forth between confusion and a smile.

Ben had walked away without a word. Did he deserve to miss Jake? He'd let something they built over several months wither and die, effectively because he didn't like Jake's friends, who Jake was convinced Ben didn't really know. The old argument came flooding back as he was fucked, and it muted his pleasure enough to keep from finishing quickly. The pleasure was intense, but the anger made it slightly bitter. He wasn't sure how he should respond, if at all, and was sure if he said anything Lazarus would hear. He decided to send a mental reply. Ben should still be used to the form of conversation, and he doubted based on what Lazarus was currently up to that he'd even notice the exchange.

I miss you too, he admitted, but he was too distracted to remove the ambivalence he'd been feeling moments before. He turned his head to focus on Lazarus, and tried desperately to kiss the other. He wanted anything to happen that would get Ben out of his head.

[Trillian]

Ben closed his eyes with relief when the response entered his head. For a long moment he'd thought Jake wouldn't reply the same way - that he'd ruined everything, even the memory of what they'd had together. Thankfully, Jake still had good thoughts about it, enough to let Ben know that he didn't regret being with him.

When he opened his eyes next, Jake was seeking out Lazarus for kissing, and he felt oddly betrayed because it had come on the heels of those words. The message was clear in the action. Jake missed him, but he wasn't interested in more than this moment with him.

Jake got his wish; Lazarus liked the fact the vampire wanted to kiss him, not the mortal who'd cooed about how much he'd missed his ex. Vampires were equals, mortals were playthings, and their pets and playthings should miss and love and plead and sacrifice their comfort in order to pleasure their gods.

Lazarus got an arm around Jake's torso and locked him in place as they kissed; he was buried to the hilt inside of him, the way they were both kneeling up meant the sex had stopped, if only for an instant, but they were all inside one another. Except for the pretty human who was just there for their fun.

When the kiss broke, Lazarus issued a warning. "I'm going to fuck you until I finish, love. Make sure you do the same with your pet," he said, declaring what the relationship between them all should be. Ben was this vampire's pet - it was obvious in the way the other was worshipped - and like all good friends, Lazarus had been invited to share the toy.

He shoved Jake down, gripping him by the waist now, and resumed pounding into him - hard and fast, doing his best to reach climax - though it would still take a little while.